Implications of love

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My day starts at night
My night starts at day
My pain came when you came
My relief came when you left

I breathe when I die
I die when I breathe
I hurt when you're there
I feel when you're away

You prepare for yesterday like it's tomorrow
You reflect information instead of absorbing it
You love when you hate
You attack when I defend

We strike not spare
We die not live
We hide not show
We're us not them

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